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Sep 2015
Remembering the fires we stoked in each other's hearts ~
Mine still burning wildly ~
Yours but a gentle flame ~
As the autumn afternoon folds her arms around me ~
Won't you let me come inside love ~
And warm me from this chill ~


Copyright Tia Jane Fajardo
Tia Jane
Written by
Tia Jane  Collins Island, CA
(Collins Island, CA)   
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     Joseph Paris, bones, Laurent and Tia Jane
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